Acrilo woke up in a hospital bed. Antonio was sitting beside her playing with the curtains nad her parents were sitting at the edge of the bed.
"OH! Cesar, Cesar! She's awake!" Her mother said, gripping onto her father.
"What, what happened?" Acrilo asked.
"You had a seizure is all." Her mother looked over at her father. "Is all. I'm so glad your better now!"
"Not necessarily honey." Her father said. "She still has to stay in the hospital for another night. We brought your book for you." He said, and handed her the diary. Acrilo shivered.
"Thanks Dad." She said. She didnt want to hurt her Dad's feelings, but she didnt want the diary. She didnt like it one bit.
"And now we must head back to the house. Antonio, come along." Her mother said. "Do well in here honey." "Yah yah." Acrilo said, but inside she felt icky. What had happened. She had never had a seizure before. What if it was something important. Maybe she had a disease. Maybe she was going to die. Maybe... she looked over at the diary and shuddered. She wanted to figure out what it said.
She laid the diary down and fell back asleep because she was still very tired. She woke up in the dark of night. She glanced over at the diary. It seemed to be calling out to her. She hesitatingly picked it up.
She opened it. She read the first words again.

August 12, 1923 Dear, it is terriblly here in America. mother is in too much with her task, leaving me with their babies and their new married man and the goats and everything. I am so. I ,Greten not to die wanted. Then very thing finely. And we in America not. Everyone speaks so suitably, and I say dont which it understands, because I speak only German. Hopefully my language will recover. Its making me is madly, who is I watching everbody put,
mother out with spoiling goes, and I and each child in the house to really watch. My hurts everything from making.
Sign me. Siselli

It wasn't the same writing that had been their earlier. It wasn't German. It seemed like it was poorly translated into English. She shut the diary closed quick and through it across the room.
"Miss Acrilo?" A nurse came in. "What is the ruckus?"
"Nothing, nothing." Acrilo said. She saw the diary across the room and wanted to scream though, so she shut her eyes and buried her head in her pillows and covers.